Jinyi champion

Chapter 71
Lu Song and a few children listened to Zhu Hao's storytelling together, and even forgot the time.

First, Lu Bing couldn't help it, clutching his stomach and saying, "Father, I'm hungry."

Lu Song couldn't get enough of what he heard. At this moment, footsteps came from the door, and it was Lu Song's subordinates who came to see what was going on. Obviously Lu Song just came in to urge Zhu San and Lu Bing to go back to the inner courtyard for dinner. There is no movement?
"Okay, that's all for today, let's talk about it when we come back from the Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhu Hao's mouth was dry and he didn't want to continue talking.

Zhu San protested: "No, no, no! I haven't heard enough, you all go, I will stay and continue to listen."

At this time, Zhu San was immersed in the joy of the little beggar teasing the foolish boy, as if he had put himself into the role, listening to it was enjoyable, how could he let it go?

Even Jinghong couldn't help but glance at her, as if recalling his entanglement with the story of "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves" he told Zhu Hao before, guessing that this person, like him, was obsessed with the story Zhu Hao told .

"My son, please go back to the inner court immediately, otherwise I will not be able to explain to the prince and Yuan Changshi."

Lu Song said sternly.

I used to listen to stories with the children, but now the thinking of adults has regained the upper hand, and I quickly broke away from the world of martial arts.

When Zhu San heard that Lu Song used the name of father and teacher to pressure him, he was immediately discouraged and left with Lu Song muttering.

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"You are amazing, how do you remember these stories?" Jing Hong looked at Zhu Hao with some admiration after Lu Song, Lu Bing and Zhu San left.

Zhu Hao said: "After listening too much, don't you remember it?"

With eager eyes in Jinghong's eyes, he asked, "Who told you the story?"

"Ha ha."

Zhu Hao laughed and said nothing.
Without Mr. Zhu San and Lu Bing gone, it would be meaningless to stay in the dormitory any longer. Zhu Hao packed up his books and prepared to go back to the west courtyard to have something to eat before leaving the palace.

"Is it time for class now? I'm afraid it's not so convenient to go out of the palace." Jinghong was a little worried.

Zhu Haodao: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, who is in the mood to study now? Besides, who will control whether we study or not?"

Jinghong thought for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case.

Since entering the palace, there are husbands and classmates in name, but in fact, the usual schoolwork is basically based on self-consciousness, and no one cares about it.

If you want to talk about management, only when Zhu Hao takes responsibility to become Mr. Zhu, he will urge them, but usually this guy is only busy with his own affairs.

Back in the west courtyard, the guards were carrying things, big boxes and small boxes.

"Brother guards, do you need any help? What's the matter?" Zhu Hao asked with a smile.

The guard surnamed Lian replied: "It's for the festival...the Wangfu family has a big business. Do you think that there will be less gifts for the festival? Come and help."

There is free labor, of course you have to use it.

It just so happened that at this time Luo Sheng, the Deputy Guard of the Prince's Mansion, brought people over for inspection, and shouted sharply, "Hurry up and work without delay!"

Luo Sheng's status in the Palace of Etiquette and Guards is even higher than that of Lu Songlai. Lu Song is only one of the six classic battles of the Palace of Etiquette and Guards in the Wang's Palace. Usually responsible for the security work of the outer courtyard, as well as travel guards and so on.

Luo Sheng, as the deputy of Yiwei, is the second in command of the Yiwei Division. He usually stays in the palace and farm outside the city, and rarely comes back.

Luo Shengyu was born in a thousand households in Lin Weizheng. Now that he is over sixty years old, his spirit is still hale and hearty. Historically, after his death in the [-]th year of Zhengde, his son Luo An succeeded him. commander.

Zhu Chen, the commander of the first generation of Jinyiwei, is now the Yiweizheng of Xingwangfu.

This group of guards originally wanted Zhu Hao to be a free labor force, but when they saw Luo Sheng, they all kept silent and kept working. Luo Sheng took a look at Zhu Hao, and led them to the inner courtyard without any indication.

Look at this battle, it is mostly because the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the high-level officials of the palace are gathered together.

Lunch in the cafeteria has already been withdrawn.

After returning to his room, Zhu Hao took out some snacks and handed them to Jinghong, who shook his head and declined.

"We will leave the palace in a short time. You go home hungry. Do you eat more or less at night? Eating more will make your family think that you have a bad life in the palace. If you eat less... aren't you hungry? ? We are friends, let's pad our stomachs."

Zhu Hao's words are well-founded.

Jinghong thought about it, and it really was the case.

He listened to stories at noon, and didn't think carefully about what would happen when he returned home without eating. As a dutiful son, he certainly couldn't let his family worry.

"Then thank you."

Jinghong was not as restrained as before, the two of them ate some snacks, drank water, and went back to the dormitory together.

"Later, what happened to Guo Jing?"

Seeing that Zhu San and the others hadn't come back, Jinghong couldn't help but want to continue listening to the story.

Zhu Hao said: "It's agreed to talk about it when I come back from the Mid-Autumn Festival. I can't break my promise. Let's learn from you."

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I didn't see Zhu San again in the afternoon.

When the sun was setting, Lu Bing followed his father Lu Song to the bookstore.

"You can go." Lu Song came to pass the message.

Jinghong said "Oh", put down the book in his hand, and got up to leave, but saw Zhu Hao walking towards Lu Song with a smile.

"Lu Dianzhan, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, since the husband won't come today, why don't you let us go home early?" Zhu Hao asked.

Lu Song glared at Zhu Hao, but did not answer.

Lu Bing asked with a bit of excitement: "Father, can I bring things home this year?"

Lu Song still didn't answer.

When he returned to the west courtyard, Zhu Hao found two bamboo baskets outside the house where he and Jinghong lived. There were a lot of things in the bamboo baskets, which should be a holiday gift from the palace to his companion.

Lu Bing went over excitedly to look at it, but Lu Song snatched it back: "I've asked your mother to take your share home, so you can see it when you go back."

"Okay." Lu Bing was very happy.

At such a young age, although I didn't earn a salary in the palace, I have already started to bring things home. A child has a sense of accomplishment.

Lu Song said: "You go in and pack up, then you can go home."

After finishing speaking, Lu Song didn't stare at him, he explained to the guards, and took his son away first.

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Zhu Hao and Jing Hong packed their things separately, and they were curious about what was in the bamboo basket.

After looking at it, I found that it is not a precious thing. There are some materials for making eight-treasure porridge, a bag of whole grains, some dried salted fish, two ink tables, a few writing brushes, and other bags. Some salted duck eggs and boiled eggs.

Finally, there are moon cakes. There are eight yuan, and I don't know what kind of filling.

"The royal residence is really good." Zhu Hao said with a smile.

Jinghong raised his head and glanced at Zhu Hao, he really wanted to say, is this not bad?

Usually what you eat is stronger than this.

Zhu Hao said: "I'm going home first, can you go?"

"go!"

Jinghong didn't want to stay in the palace for a long time, so he left the palace with Zhu Hao after hastily cleaned up.

On the way, the guards saw the two children and ignored them. At this time, there were still people moving things into the palace. Obviously, these things were not bought by the palace for distribution, but gifts from outsiders to the palace of Xing.

Even though King Xing's Mansion has little contact with local officials and gentry, it is still a common practice that officials and gentry should pay enough courtesy during the festivals. After all, with the detached status of King Xing's Mansion, if they intentionally stir up trouble, it will cause local turmoil.

Especially those officials and gentry with well-to-do families are most afraid of being robbed by the powerful.

Prince Xing's Mansion has a good reputation in Anlu. Firstly, Zhu Youzhao is kind and kind, and the Chief of the Palace, Shi Yuan Zonggao, treats people with humility. Even if there are some young people in the Palace, they will not dare to make trouble easily if someone oppresses them.

On the contrary, some local state capitals where feudal mansions exist may not be so peaceful. The most notable one is the Prince Ning's Mansion in Nanchang.

"Zhu Hao, should we go listen to the book?"

After Jinghong left the palace, he was not in a hurry to go home, and wanted to visit the bookstore.

Zhu Hao shook his head and issued a warning: "Jinghong, I have to remind you, go home early after school, so that the family will not find out the secret of our escape at night. If you must listen to the book, why not invite your family to go with you at night , I heard the prince said that the bookstore is very lively in the palace..."

This is a rule of thumb.

It is natural for children to be playful, but the problem is that everyone in the family knows that you are going home now. Once the time is not right, how do you explain it?

Jing Hong nodded with a half understanding, and the two said goodbye at the street corner.

Zhu Hao didn't go far, when he saw the magistrate's yamen came to pick up Jinghong. Obviously, Xing Wang's mansion informed the county yamen in advance that the child would go home early in the afternoon. Perhaps Zhu Hao's status was not high and no one cared about him, but As Jinghong's son, if something happens, the palace will not be able to explain it.

If Jinghong ran to listen to the book, he would miss the people who came to greet him, and it would be difficult to explain after returning.

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Zhu Hao returned home.

The shop was very lively, and many neighbors came to buy festival items.

Mid-Autumn Festival is one of the four traditional festivals. Since ancient times, there have been customs such as worshiping the moon, admiring the moon, eating moon cakes, playing with lanterns, admiring osmanthus flowers, and drinking osmanthus wine. East and West celebrate festivals, and the usually deserted shop business has improved significantly.

"Xiaohao, your mother is waiting for you behind."

It is Aunt Li who is settling accounts behind the counter.

Zhu Hao walked in with the basket, and heard the aunt outside talking: "Zhu Niang's child? How old is it? I heard that he is working in the palace now? It's amazing."

Zhu Hao really wanted to say, thank you for the compliment.

When I entered the yard, I saw Zhu Niang and Zhu Ting picking vegetables. The festival was about to begin, and the family was making preparations in advance.

"Your aunt's hand was cut, and she can't get wet for two days, so let her help in front of the counter. I'll come over and do some work...Xiaohao, what is this?"

Zhu Niang was very kind, she didn't bully the younger because she was a big wife and Aunt Li was a concubine, her husband was gone, the two couldn't get married again in the secular shackles, and they were sisters who depended on each other from now on.

Zhu Hao said: "It's a festive gift from the palace. There are mooncakes and salted duck eggs inside...Xiaoting, do you want to eat?"

Zhu Ting's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Zhu Niang.

Zhu Niang smiled and said, "Go in and eat with your brother."

"Mom, I'll help you."

After Zhu Hao put down his things, he wanted to sit down and help.

Zhu Niang hurriedly waved her hand: "You study very hard in the palace, let my mother do all the work...Xiao Ting, you can go in too, Xiao Hao will teach your younger sister how to read if she has free time, she is very smart and learns quickly. "

For Zhu Niang, her son is a scholar and will have great prospects in the future. In this era, the concept of a gentleman staying away from the kitchen is deeply rooted. Zhu Niang didn't want her son to do anything that would damage the dignity of a scholar just because she wanted to lighten her burden.

It was not the Mid-Autumn Festival that day, but the family sat together for a reunion dinner at night.

Zhu Niang was very happy: "This year we finally settled down, we have money, Xiaohao has started to study, everything will be fine in our family from now on."

Zhu Hao said: "Mother, since we have spare money, let's not do other things, please ask a maid to come back?"

(End of this chapter)